Chapter 4: ADHD who?

                                    

                                          

      It's all my fault.
     I saw glimpses of my parents disapproving faces.
     It's all my fault.
     My siblings were sitting in cages, their faces morphed into hideous creatures. They were asking me why I had done it. Why had I made them jump into the portal? Why couldn't I have been more cautious, more responsible. Their voices, pleas and cries rising with each accusation.
           It's all. My. Fault.
     My eyes opened to a dark room. It was funny, because I thought I just woke from a nightmare. Unlike people in movies, I didn't sit up like an over dramatic drama queen with no chill. I just lay there, completely still, trying to calm my racing heart. It was just a dream
     Or so I thought.
     Nothing at the moment seemed out of the ordinary. Completely dark room, a warm atmosphere and...
     I sat up, suddenly sick.
     What was that God awful smell?
     I looked around, my eyes adjusting to the dark room and realized that this was not my room. There was no dresser, no bookshelf, no lamps and no windows. Not even a TV!
     I looked down to try to steady myself, but these sheets were too scratchy for my comfort, and...why does my face feel wet?
     I put my hand up to my cihn, thinking I had drooled in the night, but it was my cheeks that had collected all the water. I had been crying.
     And then the memories rushed back. A portal, dimension change, battle sequence and then Annabelle and Braeden taken away by that Shredder guy.
     I shook my head, delaying the panic and misery that would come soon enough. I needed to think.
     So if the last place I was conscious was an abandoned warehouse/fish depot, where was I now? All I could recall was the sky and some people around me and...oh. Right.
     Light flooded the room and a figure emerged from outside. I scooted to the far side of the small bed and next to the wall. I was in denial. This couldn't be happening. I needed to wake up. Like, right now.
     "Do you think she's awake?" Someone said, another silhouette formed.
     A different voice sighed. "No, Mikey. She just sleeps sitting up. Of course she's awake!" 
     I immediately recognized that the two people- mutants- before me were none other than Mikey and Leo from the actual show. When I was first dumped here, I was thrilled that this was reality. My mind has never changed too fast and fiercely. And my mind is telling me to run.
     Just like that, I was up and running as soon as I saw a space open in the doorway. I didn't look back or slow down when I heard shouts of protests, and calls to calm down. No. I was not going to calm down. My brother and sister need me.
     But I had no idea where to go, no less where I was. As soon as I saw a light at the end of the tunnel/hall, I had to skirt to a stop when I reached the edge. Below me was a twenty foot drop with only two options to go down: a skateboard ramp or the steepest set of stairs I had ever seen. Obviously for times sake, I chose the ramp.
     I closed my eyes and jumped when the two footsteps were drawing closer at an alarming rate just behind me, and I felt a thrill that I was out running them. That thrill immediately turned into regret as soon as I slid down the wooden slope. I only had blue jean shorts on and the impact on my needs seared a burn, I but momentum flipped me over and now I was sliding down on my feet, life a surfer on a tsunami.